Tribe, warrior of death today we get together
for the battle's honor our force is immortal.
The darkness of our hearts give us the power to triumph
the blood of our enemies will be over, we march with the death
our indigenous blood will never be defeated
the lord of the shadows is our allied
In the march of the death malignant infernal tribe
the victory will be the spoiled blood of our enemies
defeated by the shadows dark power
Shaman of the shadows directed towards the march of death!